upon further consideration
conclusion #1: having perused livejournal for the past week plus, i have come to realise its users are primarily teenagers and 20-somethings. yes, i can still remember those angst-filled years, and the need to vomit one's thoughts out of one's head... vs. one's head fucking exploding from all the shite. my initial judgement may have been too harsh. although i'd prefer more anger/action than all this whining/waiting...
conclusion #2: livejournal may serve as an excellent place to hide myself. yes, the internet is far from a private hermit hole. yet with so few users being of my peer group, i believe i may slip under the radar. so, why the fuck not?
now on with it...
back in the colonies again, the states, that is. still working through my jetlag. boston... due to work i spend about 40% of my time in this town, in this country. still in a rather disconnected haze. all is familiar yet foreign simultaneously. disconnected. from my home there to my flat here... where the hell do i keep the fucking tea bags? "here" and "there" don't even make sense.
i should be excited. getting to catch up with all the good folks in my "boston life". "alone time" from the hubby for a few weeks. (big tip for you kids: to keep a marriage together for any length of time... establish "alone time rules and regs" in the beginning!)
my joyce tendencies bring us to marriage... (we can get back to my dulled perceptions of having two cities as one's home later, after i nap.) so, marriage. i never once believed i'd ever get married - far too "establishment". always figured living with someone was good enough - who needs a legally binding agreement to pronounce one's love. it never made much sense to me. even now i still find it to be a horribly out-dated convention. so why the hell did i tie the knot? other legalities imposed upon us actually made our lives easier by going through with the whole thing... the establishment drove us into establishment. i believe that would be... irony. irony is good. perspective is good. knowing why we make these meaty decisions in our lives is good. i cannot fathom all this goodness...
my 04.30 wake-up is catching up with me... definitely nap time.
so, kids, prick up your ears, wise old auntie isa has penetrated your kingdom and is ready to spew.
conclusion #2: livejournal may serve as an excellent place to hide myself. yes, the internet is far from a private hermit hole. yet with so few users being of my peer group, i believe i may slip under the radar. so, why the fuck not?
now on with it...
back in the colonies again, the states, that is. still working through my jetlag. boston... due to work i spend about 40% of my time in this town, in this country. still in a rather disconnected haze. all is familiar yet foreign simultaneously. disconnected. from my home there to my flat here... where the hell do i keep the fucking tea bags? "here" and "there" don't even make sense.
i should be excited. getting to catch up with all the good folks in my "boston life". "alone time" from the hubby for a few weeks. (big tip for you kids: to keep a marriage together for any length of time... establish "alone time rules and regs" in the beginning!)
my joyce tendencies bring us to marriage... (we can get back to my dulled perceptions of having two cities as one's home later, after i nap.) so, marriage. i never once believed i'd ever get married - far too "establishment". always figured living with someone was good enough - who needs a legally binding agreement to pronounce one's love. it never made much sense to me. even now i still find it to be a horribly out-dated convention. so why the hell did i tie the knot? other legalities imposed upon us actually made our lives easier by going through with the whole thing... the establishment drove us into establishment. i believe that would be... irony. irony is good. perspective is good. knowing why we make these meaty decisions in our lives is good. i cannot fathom all this goodness...
my 04.30 wake-up is catching up with me... definitely nap time.
so, kids, prick up your ears, wise old auntie isa has penetrated your kingdom and is ready to spew.